The cello felt like it had been given life in Lin Yi's hands.
The music lingered for three days without end, as if it possessed a soul-shaking magic.
At that moment, everyone present noticed the boy who kickstarted the performance.
Some women even started whispering to each other.
In the back row of the concert hall, a long-haired man was staring at Lin Yi as if he looked familiar.
The long-haired man was Pan Wen, a veteran talent scout in the entertainment industry.
He was the same person Lin Yi and Ji Qingyan had met in the supermarket.
"What are you looking at? Do you know the person on the stage?"
The person who spoke was the woman beside Pan Wen. Her name was Yang Wenyi, the general manager of Boyuan Media.
"He looks a little familiar, but I think I'm mistaken. With his status, there's no way he'd come to a place like this."
"I think that guy's pretty good. Keep an eye out for him, I want to sign him."
